Little Demons

Little demons
Whisper menacing things
Playing with my mind
Their eyes traveling up and down
Covering the landscape of my heart
And soul alike
They come out to play at night
The night being their home
Their wonder land
Bring that part of me
Home
Sinking their claws into my skin
Ripping the darker half of me out
Petting her cheek
Smiling as they praise
Rigid fingers tracing her lips
Her now burning curves
Burning skin
Careful it's to hot
Sneer in pleasure
Roll your head back
Look up at the moon
Turn it black
Play with the black magic
Surging threw the thin air
Spin your delicate fingers around
Watch them spin out of control
Whirling around
Sticking against
Your pale skin
Bright blue eyes glowing
Smile spread across her face
Evil laugh leering from her lips

~
Summer-Skye